Wu Jiao was startled when her second brother suddenly grabbed her in public, causing her to scream repeatedly.
Hearing her daughter's screams, Song Man'e ignored the pain and rolled to her feet to rescue her daughter.
"You little rascal, you can't even tell right from wrong after drinking a little bit of yellow urine."
"I'll let you drink, I'll let you drink!"
A large hand slapped Wu Cheng on the back.
He was also secretly observing the expressions of the security guards.
The old woman knew what kind of person her son was, and she was playing along.
But Wu Jiao was on the verge of collapse. She was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, a time when she cared most about her reputation.
Although the other person was her own brother, she was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear in front of so many people.
The strange looks from the onlookers around her were especially unsettling.
When she saw Song Man'e patting her brother's back lightly, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.
Does her mother really not care about her innocence? She and her sister are clearly honest and hardworking.
Because of his older brother Wu Cheng, good families dared not approach him for marriage proposals.
Isn't he afraid of ruining himself by making such a fuss?
Anger flashed in Wu Jiao's eyes, and she bent her knee and slammed it hard into Wu Cheng's lower abdomen.
Wu Cheng winced in pain, let out a muffled groan, released Wu Jiao, staggered backward, tripped over a stool, and landed face-first on the stove next to him.
When Song Man'e saw that Wu Cheng had let go of her daughter, she breathed a sigh of relief and, with a stiff face, hugged Wu Jiao, whose face was red and filled with tears, to comfort her.
On the other side, Wu Cheng was wearing thick clothes and didn't notice anything at first, but by the time he realized it, his cotton-padded coat was already smoking.
"Look, look, it's smoking!"
"Where's the smoke coming from? Is it some kind of unethical act to emit smoke like that?"
"Hey, hey, hey~ Man'e, come quick and take a look, your little one looks like he's on fire."
"Wow, it really is..."
Wu Cheng finally felt the heat and quickly rolled over onto the ground.
The moment the side of the person lying on the coal stove was exposed to the air, it immediately burst into flames.
"Oh dear, it's really on fire! Quick, put it out!"
"Oh no! Take it off, take it off now!"
"What are you standing there for? Go fetch some water!"
Song Man'e grabbed a rag from the table and went over to pat the flames off Wu Cheng's body.
No one knows who it was, but they grabbed the half-empty pot of wine from the table and poured it down Wu Cheng's throat.
In an instant, the scattered flames shot up very high.
"Aaaaaaah~"
"Take off your clothes, take off your clothes quickly... take off that coat."
"It's too late, it's too late, hurry!"
Wu Cheng was so terrified that he kept kicking and rolling on the ground, yelling, "Help! Ahhh, help me! Help me!"
Su Qingci and Song Jingzhou exchanged a glance. As security guards, they couldn't just watch a living person disappear before their eyes.
He immediately rushed forward and stomped on the flames on Wu Cheng's body.
Then, Feng Jianjun and the Wang brothers also rushed forward.
A fierce glint flashed in Shen Chuntao's eyes as she squeezed into the crowd.
Liu Siqing and Xiao Juxiang were not to be outdone...
One kick, two kicks, three kicks... ten kicks... thirty-three kicks...
The screams and whispers of the crowd could not drown out Wu Cheng's agonizing cries.
Song Man'e was terrified. She grabbed the slender Su Qingci and threw her aside, then stepped on the stone herself.
It's unclear how many kicks Wu Cheng received, but his screams gradually subsided.
When the flames on his body were completely extinguished, Wu Cheng also fainted.
Song Man'e's heart was pounding in her chest. When she saw the fire was extinguished, she lost her strength and knelt on the ground.
"Cheng'er, Cheng'er, how are you?"
Trembling, Song Man'e reached out and shook Wu Cheng. Seeing that he didn't react at all, she was on the verge of collapse.
Liu Dazhu immediately called out, "Someone come here! Where's Uncle Gou? Where did Uncle Gou go?"
"Quickly, go find Uncle Gou! Quickly, call Uncle Gou here!"
"Has anyone seen Uncle Gou? Wasn't he just drinking over here?"
"It seems like we've gone back!"
"Quickly, ask him to come over here!"
Uncle Gou is the village's barefoot doctor. He was originally a veterinarian, but later, thanks to the Party's new policies, he went to the town for half a month of training.
If anyone in the team has a minor illness or injury, they all go to him for treatment.
Soon, the old man was pulled over by the arm by a young man from the village.
Song Man'e quickly stepped aside. She didn't dare to touch Wu Cheng and could only tug at Gou Bo's clothes, tears streaming down her face.
"Brother Gou, please take a look at my Cheng'er! Waaaaah, he's not moving, he's not moving at all!"
Gou Bo looked at Wu Cheng, whose clothes were burned and tattered, with a serious expression.
I gently unbuttoned the clothes and took a look. Underneath the blackened clothes, there were no burns at all, but half of the body was covered in bluish-purple bruises.
After checking Wu Cheng's pulse, he simply fainted from the pain.
He stretched out his dark thumb and pinched Wu Cheng's philtrum. After a while, Wu Cheng groaned and woke up.
"Cheng'er, Cheng'er, how are you?"
When Song Man'e saw her son wake up, she crawled over and asked him with concern.
Gou Bo also asked, "Can you hear me? Nod if you can."
Wu Cheng, his face pale, nodded shakily.
Gou Bo gently pressed down on his side ribs.
Ah~
Does it hurt?
"Ouch~"
Ah~
"Does it hurt here too?"
"pain..."
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